I think I might have mentioned I picked up an inking gig. I'm working on a five issue arc of Ultimate X-Men, starting with #29.
There's a lot to like about inking. It's much faster than pencilling. It's, frankly, much easier. The pay isn't as good as pencilling, but because of the previously stated reasons, I can ink more in a day than pencil. So, it more than works out. I'm inking an X-book. So, there are residuals. Free money is always a good thing. It being an X-book, also, increases chances of selling originals.
Aside from the monetary and laziness advantages I get to play around with other styles/techniques I wouldn't normally use. So, it can be a learning experience- something I can take back to my own work. Going back to the issue of speed, once I finish my ink work, I can work on drawing. It's a win/win. That's the idea, anyway.
There's been a bit of juggling. In order to get a good groove going with my inks- it always takes a bit before I'm able to find the happy zone when inking a new artist-, I was neglecting my drawing.
Now, I don't know about you, but my drawing muscles atrophy, practically, overnight. Once I got back to drawing, I felt as though my drawing hand had been replaced with a monkey paw. I have no idea what animal part had replaced the part of my brain used for drawing. Layouts were a pathetic struggle. I scrapped half of the first page layouts AFTER drawing most of it. I redrew the first page I worked on three or more times. Not exactly the best use of time.
The rust has begun to shake off. Getting the first page done exorcised a lot of the bad spirits. Confidence and routine are a huge part of doodling. The layouts for the second page came much easier and I only drew it once. Other than forgetting to draw one of the characters into the scene, there were few bumps in the road.